[Under other circumstances, Viridi might have cackled gleefully and screeched something about owning his soul. Now, she simply smiles in a manner a bit too reminiscent of the Cheshire Cat.]

You got it, future sla -- I mean. Human child. ...Human child making really great life decisions. Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.

[She snaps her fingers. ...Five seconds later, the ground begins to rumble and Viridi turns off the telepathy and rummages through the pockets of her dress.]

This is gonna be good. ...You want some?

[Where did she get popcorn from??? This is probably irrelevant, though, as with one final heave, the junk golem claws through the wreckage blocking passage towards them and starts stomping their way.]